Diary of a Togruta Call-girl: Chapter 1 - The First Taste

The streets of Coruscant's surface were not known for their grandeur or decor, not like the higher apartments, offices and the Senate itself, these were places of shadow, where those from both the above and the below would conjugate on nights such as this one under the suns fading light and the darkness that fell at its setting.

Ahsoka knew these streets well enough from her years as a Padawan, but not so well as she was quickly learning first hand. It was not a rare occasion when she would have followed Anakin down some of these paths, be it when he knew she was close behind or not. On the latter nights, she would go only as far as the buildings she knew, the senate apartments and the handful of discrete yet sophisticated restaurants that sat at their bases. Beyond those few guarded and private places, she knew very little about the areas beyond, the roads she now walked and the peoples that used them. She soon would.

There was a chill in the air, nipping at her exposed shoulders as she hugged herself and stuck to the darkness as she stepped lightly towards a destination she did not know. Ahsoka had but a handful of credits to her name, tucked away in the pouch to the rear of her belt. Not enough to buy shelter, nor passage off the planet. She would feed herself, perhaps she would be able to afford a robe to fight against the cold but after that, she would need to find something, anything, to add more if she hoped to carve out a future for herself and forget the past she was all too keen to leave behind.

As the orange sky above her turned to black, Ahsoka turned down a dark alleyway at the end of a line of stores and warehouses which had all been sealed off for the night by their owners. It was quiet here, perhaps a little too much so, but the young Togruta didn't care. The heating vents that connected to the rooves of these buildings would provide some warmth for her, enough perhaps to even sleep until the dawn came and she would need to move on again. She chose a spot at the very rear of the alley, behind the final vent where she would be obscured from sight and took a seat, cross-legged on the ground.

As the hours passed her by, Ahsoka tried and failed to pass into meditation, then sleep, but to no avail on either front. She had slept on harder, rougher surfaces in all the years she had fought in the Clone Wars, but the heaviness of her heart, the pain that lay atop it as relentless as waves upon rocks, eroding away at her resolve, at her very strength, until there was nothing left but the tears she shed.

When sleep did find her, it came in short and difficult slivers of time. Nightmares plagued her, visions of the moment she had fallen from the warehouses floor to the basement below after her battle with Barriss, of the moment she had closed her Padawan braid around Anakin's hand and walked away from the Jedi Order for good.

Her tossing and turning would have been enough to awaken her on its own, but it was not either of those things that opened her eyes and heightened her senses. A noise startled her senses back into focus, the sound of a pile of metal pipes stacked at the opening of the ally collapsing onto the ground as a tall, thin man crashed into them and stumbled to find his balance against the wall beside him.

He was drunk, that much was clear, even as he cursed and punched the wall he leant on in anger at his fall. The man straightened himself up before taking another step, but again, he failed to find enough balance to let go of his support for longer than that single stride. Ahsoka watched him as he got closer to her, hoping that the darkness was enough to conceal her, but then she realised and seen the reason this man was coming down here in the first place.

A door, hardly noticeable before, sat hidden behind row of metal sheets laying against a set of pillars. The man's home she assumed, for there was no other reason he would stumble down this way.

Silently, she pulled her legs closer to her chest until her small breasts were pushed up against her knees. She slowed her breathing too, keeping only her eyes and her senses within the force open to her surroundings until the man stopped once a step away from her, twice when he reached to push away the metal sheets and again when he moved to swipe a small card into the device that would unlock the entrance and allow him inside.

Ahsoka was ready to breath a sigh of relief the moment he got inside, but it would come instead as a gasp of shock as the man kicked a small bucket with the back of his heel, narrowly missing the girl as she yelped and leaned further to her side.

He turned then, looking right down at her as she readjusted herself and sat right up again against the wall behind her. "Who is this?" he asked, his words slurring as he spoke them, "A Togruta? Here?"

Once again, she pulled her legs up against her chest, "I'm no one, just leave me be…" she said, adding a tremble to her voice in the hopes that an innocent sounding girl would be enough to appeal to his better judgement.

"How do you know about this place?" he asked her, "Or are you one of the new girls?"

Ahsoka shuck her head, "I don't know what this place is, I'm just alone and I needed a place to sleep…"

The man narrowed his eyes, "Funny. A pretty little thing like you just so happens to be hiding at the entrance to Borza's place? Hard for me to believe that."

She looked up at him, staring into his pale blue eyes and sniffing the alcohol on his breath. "I don't know who that is and I don't care. Just leave me be…"

He laughed then, but she noticed he was keeping his voice low. "Well, perhaps it's just luck then…" he said. "So why are you here? Lost your owner? An orphan down on her luck and in need of a few credits?"

He was being too specific for Ahsoka not to ask, "Why do you care if I need credits?"

The man smiled, had she said something amusing? "Nothing at all… But, you know, I'm a book keeper for a member of the Banking Clan, got a few extra credits on me as it were. Was gonna spend them in Borza's and get myself a girl or two, but I doubt I'll find one pretty as you…"

Ahsoka blinked twice, catching on to his meaning. Obviously he was not stranger to this place, a brothel, by the sounds of it and was probably carrying enough credits on him to keep his night going well into the early hours of the morning if he wanted to. She only chided herself for getting his attention as she had and for keeping it now, for she knew even as he eyed her up exactly what he wanted.

"I'm not interested…" she half spat, dropping her innocent guise all together, "I'm not that kind of girl…"

The man laughed again, louder this time, "Who is? Until they get a taste of it?" he said, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out three full stacks of twenty credit chips. "What's your price, little one?"

Ahsoka eyed the credits, all five hundred worth of them as she let his words hang over her longer than she knew she should have. She knew what he wanted, she had seen it before. Girls down on their luck, working as pleasure workers on the backstreets and being picked up by men for sexual gratification. She remembered her first night down in the lower levels of Coruscant, she and Anakin had been assigned to investigate a supposed Separatist arms dealer and had found him in the back room of a club naked and surrounded by two Twi'lek dancers, while a third sat on his lap, moaning as she bounced on him.

"Not. Interested." She said again, remembering the sight of the young Twi'lek and the drunk man beneath her once more. "Not that kind of girl…"

The man nodded, seemingly faking disappointment as he once again reached into a pocket with this free hand and again, pulled out another three stacks of credits. "You know how much this is?" he asked her, opening both his hands to show her the stacks of credits, all one thousand worth of them. "Pick a hand," he grinned, "left one is for your little mouth. The right, is for mine…"

Ahsoka's eyes widened and in them sat a question, "My… my mouth?" she asked, her voice trembling naturally this time.

"Your mouth…" he replied, "What? Never given a man a blowjob before?"

Ahsoka shuck her head, not entirely knowing what that was and not sure if she wanted to know. The man only smiled, setting the credits down on top of a barrel next to the wall before taking a step closer to her and dropping his hands to undo his belt.

Despite herself, Ahsoka watched his every movement until he zipped down his fly and reached inside to pull out his member. She stared at it for a long while as he stroked it into hardening to a length of seven inches, catching the scent of his arousal as he did and finding herself entranced by it even as she tried to keep her mind and senses steadied against the wave of fatigue that was still washing over her.

"Here's the deal, girl. You play with my cock, put it in your mouth and suck on it until I tell you to stop and I give you five hundred credits…" he said, holding the base of his shaft and pointing it toward her as the grip she held on her legs loosened, "After that, I'll make you a second offer. My mouth this time, if you catch my meaning and if you agree to that, it's another five hundred. Enough to keep you off the streets for two months as well as fed and cleaned if my math is correct and believe me, it always is." He laughed.

Ahsoka did her best to absorb the information as slowly as she could. She had never heard of a girl taking a man's penis into her mouth before, even in the Jedi's educational archives she had read about sex, there had never been any mention of such an act, nor the one he was proposing that would follow if she performed the first request and agreed to the second.

"I… until you tell me to stop…?" she asked, her mind awash with differing messages telling her to run, to fight and the one she was regretting listening to, to try it.

"Until I say stop, you're catching on…" he replied, taking a step closer to her, "Go ahead, touch it. Easy credits…"

Almost absentmindedly, she lifted her hand up and slowly, tentatively, wrapped her fingers and gloved palm around the flesh rod before her, feeling it twitch as she did and once again sniffing at the unique scent it gave off.

The man let out a low moan as the young Togruta under him experimented with his cock, stroking it slowly in her light grip, using her free hand to poke at it as her eyes brightened in curiosity and slight fear.

"How about giving it a little kiss?" he asked her and she looked up at him, her blue eyes catching him by surprise in their innocence and, as he noticed, curious lust to know more.

Slowly, Ahsoka brought her lips closer to the man's tip and just as he had asked her, placed a light kiss upon it as a sweetly salty taste reached the tip of her tongue.

"Good girl… just like that…" he said with a groan, clearly whatever she was doing was working, at least for him. "Now, take into your mouth. No teeth now…"

She nodded, once more, slowly and shyly getting closer to the tip of the man's penis as she opened her mouth a little bit at a time until she was able to wrap her lips around the head and advance from there until three inches sat atop her tongue, allowing her to better taste the liquid that seemed to be coming out of the phallus.

From there, the man continued to give her instructions on what to do, beginning with having her nod her head back and forth, taking his cock in and out of her mouth as she quickly fell into a technique that seemed to please him most. She even seemed to surprise him by using her tongue to lick around the head, each time making him groan even louder as he urged her to keep going.

As time passed, the man had lowered his hands to her lekku, taking a gentle hold of the sensitive tails as he begin playing with the tips and thus sending tiny shockwaves through Ahsoka's very being as he went. It was an odd sensation to say the least. She knew her head tails were sensitive to touch and would often have experimented with them in a similar way to how the man was now in rubbing them, but never before had she felt such an effect.

Eventually, the man began to pant quickly for breath as the little Togruta continued to suck on his meat. He gasped once, twice and on the third, pulled her as close to him as possible and forced his cock down her throat to the point that she began to chock on it before feeling the heat of something stringy shoot out from the tip.

Instinct told her to swallow it and even as she wondered what it was in between taking breaths through her nose to get some air into her lungs, she wondered what it was she was drinking and why the man had been so rough in pulling on her lekku to force her to drink it when he could have just warned her first.

Seconds later, he finally pulled back from her, releasing his cock from her lips with an audible pop as Ahsoka began taking in long gulps of air with her mouth wide open and her tongue hanging out with some of the white liquid clinging to it still.

The man laughed, louder than he had before and examined his cock as well as the mouth it had come from in a quick series of blinks before he placed it back inside his trousers, zipped up his fly and redid his belt.

"Very good, my little Togruta slut…" he said with a smile. "I think you've earned that five hundred…"

He reached over onto the barrell, taking some of the stacks in his grasp and bouncing it in his hand before tossing them down at Ahsoka's knees. With shaky hands, she took a hold of the stacks and tucked them into her rear pouch before turning back to the man and clearing her throat even as the salty sweet taste continued to linger.

"And… the rest…?" she finally worked up the bravery to ask.

The man smiled, "Oh? Interested in that are you?" he asked, offering her a hand, which she took, and pulling her to her feet. "My turn to get down on my knees now." He said and dropped down in front of her.

What happened next should have had Ahsoka scrambling back and taking a fighting stance, but with one eye on the second stack of credits and the taught of a bed and hot shower on her mind, she resisted her instincts and allowed the man to do as he wished.

He began by lifting up her skirt, his nose gently brushing the inside of her thigh as he did, until it was high enough that he could switch his hands to the hen of her leggings underneath and slowly begin to pull them down as far as the top of her boots.

The cold air of the night nipped at her exposed legs, but what surprised her the most, was a small patch of dampness on her purple panties, just between her legs that she handed noticed until the air had touched it.

Ahsoka flinched as the man hooked his thumbs around the sides of her underwear and finally pulled them down too, exposing her smooth, virgin lower lips to him as her arousal grew despite not know what it was that was causing it to happen.

She steadied herself, concentrating on the Force for the few moments that passed. She had been naked in front of people before, at least, in front of other girls whenever she used the temple's training room and needed to take a shower immediately afterward, but this was the first time she had allowed anyone to see her this way outside of that place.

The man took his time, running a hand along her inner thigh as the other came around to lightly squeeze the flesh of her perfectly round and tight behind. He hummed to himself, "I've hit the jackpot… bubbly ass and a beautiful little pussy…"

She shivered as he spoke, but whatever she was going to say was lost almost instantly as the man's hand made contact with that spot between her legs and gently pulled them apart to allow access for his mouth.

Ahsoka gasped before letting out a moan of pure ecstasy as the man's tongue lapped up the sweet juices of her virgin lower lips, while all at the same time both of his hands squeezed and moulded her behind, only adding to her pleasure.

All of her senses were sent astray the moment his mouth made contact with her, overwhelmed by sheer, unfathomable pleasure as she was eaten out for the first time in her young life by a skilled and experienced partner.

The young Togruta squealed as the man's tongue lapped at her, the pleasure only being enhanced as he played with her ass at the same time, giving her a few hard spanks that made her moan as the pain mixed with the feeling between her legs and spread throughout her body to the point she didn't think she would still be standing if the man had not been supporting her.

As the minutes passed, Ahsoka could feel an end approaching as her orgasm built towards a perfect climax, but it was how it came about that truly shocked her the most.

With but the slightest flick of the man's tongue against her clit, Ahsoka screamed out in utter ecstasy. The world when white for that long moment as she felt the muscles of her pussy clench and release, sending squirt after squirt of her love juices into the man's mouth as he gave her one final and hard spank before locking his lips around her lower lips and sucking her dry of all the juices she had produced.

When it was done, Ahsoka had fallen back against the wall and was now sitting on the ground, her leggings and panties still pulled down around her boots while the man stood and looked down at his prize.

"You, my girl, are worth every credit…" he said with a breath as he tossed the last stacks of currency down to a landing between her still open legs. "A Togruta squirter with a spanking fetish. I hit the jackpot tonight and I didn't have to pay Borza a thing." He laughed and locked eyes with her once more. "Maybe I'll have you again some time, eh beautiful? I wouldn't mind sticking my cock in between those legs of yours, or that little ass, I'd bet you'd enjoy that too…"

Ahsoka was still coming down from her orgasm even as he spoke, a slight sting of shame coming along with the final stages of her climax, but even still, her mind was kept on the bed, on the shower, on the shelter and safety.

"Well then, I'd best get home to my wife. She worries…" the man said and winked at her before tapping his nose lightly, "Our little secret, my little slut…" he said and turned his back to her one last time before stumbling back down the alleyway and out of her sight.

After a few moments of composing herself, Ahsoka finally summoned the strength to pull her panties and leggings back up before she stood and stuffed the second stacks of credits into her rear pouch.

She brushed herself off and sighed before following the man's path to exit of the ally, peering around the corner first to make sure he was gone before she made her way back to the street and fell in with the small night-time crowed that was making its way from club to club, unaware of the former Togruta Jedi that walked amongst them toward a nearby hotel, or the deeds she had committed in order to afford it.

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